Bella nodded with satisfaction upon hearing his promise.
When Bella wanted to excuse herself to leave the room, Tristan suddenly asked her.
"I’m curious to know... why did you na our child Dax?"
It had been a few days since Tristan learned his son’s na, Dax. He beca curious as to why Bella gave him that na. It sounded unfamiliar compared to the nas in their country, Astington.
Did she have a particular reason to give Dax that na?
...
Bella was silent for a mont. She felt sothing stir her heart as her mind reeled back to the past.
That ti, after she gave birth to Dax, the hospital staff asked her about her son’s na.
And for so unknown reason at that ti, Tristan ca to mind.
’Gosh! This sothing I didn’t want to talk about...’ She silently vents her frustration in her mind while gazing at him in the eyes.
"—Actually, I gave him that na because of you." A faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.
Tristan was shocked to hear that.
"Because of ? H-How?" Tristan asked. He was puzzled because he had never had a connection with Dax or Daxton before. Even his na wasn’t related to Dax.
Bella took a deep sigh.
She did not want to talk about this. Because it was really embarrassing to reveal that she loved this man so much, whatever he did at ho left a deep impression on her.
Even though she had tried to erase all those mories about him, they would still appear at certain tis and torture her.
After a long pause, she finally dared to tell him, "I don’t know if you realized it, but during our marriage, I always heard you say... Max, in your conversations on the phone."
She wanted to stop explaining, but looking at how shocked he was now, she continued her words,
"Because of that, I decided to na our son a similar na to the one you always spoke with because that will make rember you. So—" her voice faded as she turned away from him.
This was a foolish reason to na her son with that na. And now she confessed to him; she felt she wanted to vanish from his sight.
Tristan was taken aback by Bella’s reason for naming their son.
He didn’t know whether he should be sad or happy about the reason.
On one hand, he was happy that Bella rembered him when she gave their son a na. However, on the other hand, he couldn’t help but imagine Max every ti he ntioned Dax’s na.
Sigh!
Tristan turned his gaze to Max and Dax, who were now focused behind their computers. They both looked imrsed in what they were doing.
For the umpteenth ti, Tristan took a deep breath.
’Looks like I have to find a nickna for Max. He can’t use Max again...’ Tristan tries to remind himself. Then he turned his gaze again to Bella.
Tristan’s smile grew wider when he saw her blushing cheeks. He could feel she was embarrassed now because he knew her little secret — she still had feelings for him.
After thinking for a mont, Tristan finally decided to express his feelings again.
"Bella," Tristan softly called to her. When she turned to look at him, he gently smiled and said, "Please co back to . Let’s start our relationship again and raise Dax together..."
She suppressed her anger upon hearing his words.
’Damn! Why is he bringing up this matter again!?’
She already knew Tristan would never stop talking about this issue. And it seed she had to tell him how she felt now.
...
When Tristan saw she didn’t utter anything, only looked at him, he continued, "This ti, I will prove to you that I will not—" his words trailed off when he saw Bella raise her hand, stopping him from speaking.
"Tristan, please stop—" Bella paused her words to inhale deeply, filling her stuffy chest while glancing at Dax, worried he would hear their conversation.
However, when Bella saw Dax and Max using headphones, she felt relieved. She turned her gaze to Tristan again.
"Tristan, why did you do this to ? You are the one who kicked out of your family," she gritted her teeth, feeling her wounded heart starting to bleed again, talking about this matter.
"I told you before I didn’t want to return to your family. And, please, can you throw away your thoughts about us getting back together!? I will never return to you as your wife, Tristan Sinclair!"
Tristan didn’t expect Bella to reject him outright. And seeing how determined her gaze was now was enough to make him worry.
He maintained his calm expression even though, inwardly, he felt like a nail had pierced his heart with every word Bella said. It hurt. But he could only endure it because he deserved it after what he did to Bella.
"You must rember, I forgave you because of Dax, our son. Not because I wanted to return to you..."
Bella sighed deeply while slowly closing her eyes, exhausted from speaking to him.
"Bella, I’m deeply sorry for hurting you in the past. I know I was terrible to you when we were still together, but I want to start anew with you..."
Tristan could see Bella trying to suppress her anger, but he couldn’t stop trying to persuade her.
Bella opened her eyes and looked at him, conveying through her gaze that her heart had no room for him.
"Did you forget what I said the day you sent your lawyer to ?"
Tristan slowly frowned, trying to rember what happened that ti.
"Let remind you. I stated, ’If soday you regret this decision and want back, you won’t get a chance, Tristan...’"
Instantly, Tristan’s hand clenched into a fist, and he felt mad at himself.
Indeed, he rembered Bella saying those words to him. But he didn’t have a choice. At that ti, he had to make her leave to spare her from suffering because of his family.
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